Chain letter: There's a bad man in the back seat

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There's a bad man in the back seat

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A man talking about little girls

Some dumb guy talking about his dumb friend with a surprise ending.


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Thanks to Shannon for sending this to me

It was a dark and foggy night. Denise was having trouble staying awake and the road was slick. Her anxiety level was not helped by the fact that she was running low on gas and didn't know where the next town was. Finally, just as she thought she would have to pull over and sleep till morning on the side of the road, a tiny gas station appeared--very rundown, but a gas station nonetheless. She pulled in. The attendant made his way around the car and seemed to be very distracted as she asked him to fill it up, and even seemed to be making faces at her. He finally agreed to get the gas, but then asked her to pop the hood of the car because it "smelled like trouble."

Her anxiety from being on the road was starting to flare up again, she was all lone in a creepy gas station out in the middle of nowhere and an attendant was finding reasons to keep her there. He asked her to come look at the engine, he had to "show her something". Not knowing what else to do, almost as if in a daze, she did as he asked, all the while wondering why she didn't scream. As she rounded the front of the car he grabbed her arm and said, "This car needs a tow, you'll have to come with me into the office. "Then he put his hand over her mouth and forced her into the office. She began to bite his hand once they were inside and he let her go and said, "I'm sorry, but there is a man crouched down in the backseat of your car and I didn't want him to know that I'd seen him."

They called the police who came to arrest the serial killer who, unbeknownst to Denise, had stowed away in her car and was waiting for the opportune moment to add her to his list of victims.

Denise and the gas attendant now own the station and their three kids help them with the chores.


MIkey

It was a dark and foggy night. Denise tired from teh long night at teh bar ws driving home. She wanted to get home quick because she was tired...and also well, stripping and sleeping around; well it can take a lot out of a girl. well anyways, she was driving on a back road, a road she had never taken before. She was almost out of gas and when she saw the gas station to her left off the highway, she was wuite happy. She pulled in and harked teh gas attendent to fill up her tank. Abbliging to the young lady, he comes around the car to where teh tank is, and hooks her up, and while filling the tank, and also being the multitasker he was, he took a look at the hood and asked Denise to pop the hood. He then asked her to accompany him to his office. to "show her something"....all the while saying that this car is out of....plug in your own car jumble...when they reach in the office...Leroy the gas attendant, tells her that there is a bad amn in the backseat of the car. So they call the polic and the killer, who had been killing innocent young , fertile strippers, had stowed away in the back seat of her car. with the intent of making her the next victim on his long list. Saved and relieved Denise repays the nice gas attendant by giving him the best sex he had ever had......with all the fixins on the side...(giggles)...now they live happily with their 500 children in the small tiny gas station...where they own the entire gas empire in the state!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 yeah!